A Beautiful Target
By: Nash
It's saddening, for her there's no mistake worth having
she works unhappily where curves are a bad thing
her life's purged of confetti, looking hurt already
the shadows and her, create a merger so steady
off work, clothed heavy, likely resenting her job
she spends her nights unveiling sights that perv's awe
while they spend the night on what she see's as her flaws
I seem to like her a lot, without me I see she's worse off
despite nerves, instead of passing, I decide to stop
the sidewalk where she walks, should be called a divine walk
as she strides on... she seems to know I'm watching
and in the time I watch, I try slowly stopping
but it's awfully difficult, she acts like stalking's typical
I feel like I want her, but even the thought seems cynical
got me feeling biblical, thanking God for her presence
I'd like to offer her mine, but I just gawk at her essence
inside I find a lesson, how I want nothing less than her
and it burns when I lose sight as she moves left and turns
I wreck and swerve, a trash can falls and I flash past
like I'm a manic, I have no tactics, I'm just a man that -
craves a girl, reaching the corner I visualize fragrant curls
an amazing pearl, then she shines and my amazement twirls
she's a radient girl, pulling her bad habbit from her pocket
followed by a lighter, and I get the slight urge to stop it
but the thoughts kicked, as the cigarette crosses her lips
wishing instead it was my lips, I'm lost in her thick -
flawless curves and hips, good for child birthing and handles
but then a man lurking the shadows, stops my dirty scandals
he's cursing, I'm rattled... and it's the moment of truth
his movement is crude, and now my atonement is proved
first slow, then he moves... he grabs her, then the purse
and of course I start to run up when the events get worse
it's so fast that it hurts... his gun's drawn, my speed grows
and I seemed to jump without even knowing my feet rose
I swear the street froze, and that I grew wings to cross it
time came back, the clip was empty, and I leaked profit
he ran off and... I was on my back, to bleed and be parched
thirsting for her acceptance still, and I leave her my heart...
she breathes hard, "It's okay, won't you please just hang on?"
I look into her eyes with honesty, speak, and stay strong
"I just love you so much," the delay's long, but harshly enough
and when I fade off, lack of speech is harnessing my crutch.
I looked at him as I did before, and his eyes were still open
gazing deep into his heart, realizing mine was still broken
until he'd patched it up with his hope and his dreams...
"I just love you so much," he said so slowly with speech
his voice was so deep, and the sincerity was present
basked in it for the longest moment, seeped in his essence
he was breathing for seconds, and then it all just stopped
and I didn't get to tell him that I'd also watched...
I let him follow along, because at first I had liked him
but now I found more than that, it was my arms he died in
and I cried with all the tears I've ever cried with...
he died the very moment I revived the heart I loved with
hard rain was the climate, he was lifeless as I hugged him.
Love at first sight's hard to come by the disputable hearted
and you find it's too hard to track such a beautiful target.
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